In the commercial street, in a relatively high-end men's clothing store, Illya stood at the door of the fitting room with a look of anticipation.

She doesn't know much about her servants.

In fact, yesterday was the second time the two met, in addition to Bai Hua's attributes as a servant and other information, whether it is personality or temperament, the girl learned from the mouth of Ahadeon.

Not to mention, the true face of the other party under the full armor.

Even if he doesn't have a good impression of Bai Hua, the other party is his servant, and Illya, as the master, has the responsibility to understand.

Well, it's the responsibility of being the master, and it's definitely not out of curiosity!

With this reason, which no one believes, Illya easily convinces herself.

However, as time passed, even if she didn't know the outside world, Illya, who didn't know how to deal with this kind of place for the first time, became a little impatient.

"Does it take that long to try on a dress?"

The girl puffed out her cheeks and looked behind her at the two receptionists who were controlled by her own hypnotic magic.

"No, the average guest change time is mostly between 2 and 5 minutes." A receptionist replied sluggishly.

"Woo~, is it really reluctant?" Illya raised an eyebrow, a little disgruntled.

"Assassin, come out quickly, it's just for you to change your clothes and go shopping with others, are you so unwilling?" Illya urged softly.

Soon, Bai Hua's somewhat hesitant voice came from the fitting room.

"Royal... Master, it's a hassle to take off your armor alone, so please be patient. ”

In fact, this kind of armor that belongs to the conceptual armament can only be replaced by the servant's thoughts.

This is a clear excuse.

Moreover, it is an excuse that absolutely cannot deceive Illya.

As a result, the girl's brows furrowed slightly.

"If I don't come out again, I'm going to use the spell~!"

Sure enough, there was a scream in the fitting room.

"If I could, I hope the Master wouldn't use the Spell for this reason, it's important." Bai Hua, who was wearing a black and white dress, walked out with a light sigh.

The height that exceeds the average, and after exercising, there is no half fat on the body, and it does not look fat or thin, but it makes the dress fit very well.

Illya also thought that Bai Hua, who did not belong to this era, would be very funny if she wore this dress.

Now, it seems, these fears are unwarranted.

"I really didn't expect Assassin to be quite suitable for ······"

When the girl looked up, the expression on her face froze.

As for the reason...

"Why are you still wearing a helmet!?" Illya pointed at Bai Hua angrily.

If it weren't for the aristocratic reserve, I believe the girl would have screamed at this moment.

After all, wearing a modern dress on his body and wearing a retro gorgeous helmet on his head, it looks strange no matter how you look at it, right?

"Looks too suspicious, take it off for me."

Yes, this appearance is so suspicious that it's hard not to pay attention.

Even Illya could see it.

Perhaps, if you go out with this image, even if you have the blessing of magic, people who see Bai Hua will wake up because they are too surprised.

"Hmm~, Master, the head is a very fragile vital point, even if it is a servant, if it is attacked to the head, it will die, therefore, the helmet is a very important armor." Bai Hua said this very seriously.

But...

"No matter how you listen to it, it's all your excuse." The girl hugged her arms, didn't turn her head, and expressed her feelings.

Looking at the willful appearance of his own master, Bai Hua sighed helplessly.

"Well, I'll admit, it's an excuse."

"Anyone can hear it."

The first time she came to the outside world, she saw all kinds of new things, which made Illya very happy, even excited, out of pure nature, she wanted to share this feeling with the only person around her who could communicate.

Even if you don't trust Bai Hua, that's true.

But Bai Hua's realization perfectly failed this intention, and his perfunctory attitude caused the girl's dissatisfaction.

"We agreed before we came, you are in breach of contract!" Illya glared through gritted teeth.

Obviously, the girl takes the agreement very seriously.

The slightly furrowed brows and the small tiger teeth that emerged from the lips made the girl even more delicate and cute, looking like a little cat with bared teeth.

However, this did not work for Bai Hua.

"Master, even if you say that, it's not an agreement, is it? Didn't I be forced by you? Bai Hua spread his hands helplessly.

If he could, Bai Hua wanted to stay by the girl's side in a spirit posture.

That can better protect the girl.,It can also hide the identity of the master and the servant.。

It's a pity that Illya, who is in the excitement, has temporarily put aside the Holy Grail War, she only wants to indulge once today, in the castle of Einzberen, the girl has been suppressed for too long.

"I don't care, I don't care, what I say is an agreement is an agreement."

Illya grabbed the corner of Bai Hua's clothes and tried to reach out and jump up, trying to take off the eye-catching helmet.

However, with the height difference between the two, no matter how hard Illya tries, it is impossible.

In the next second, the girl puffed out her mouth as if she was angry, and a red glow emerged from her body.

“······ I know, I know, I'm done. ”

With a long sigh, Bai Hua compromised.

He didn't want to waste a precious spell on such a trivial matter.

Although Illya's spells are as many as 77/76.

With a wave of his hand, the helmet dissipated into a spiritual light, revealing the face underneath.

It wasn't as gloomy or ugly as Illya had imagined as an Assassin, nor was it as rugged or terrifying as Ahadeon had guessed.

On the contrary, this is a face that looks fifteen or sixteen years old and has not gone childish, and is somewhat handsome.

But there is a kind of vicissitudes of age on his face, which destroys this handsomeness and makes the boy look much ordinary.

With short black hair and godless eyes, it's just...

"It's not a very ordinary, even featureless face." Illya muttered quietly, visibly disappointed.

"So it's all said, there's nothing to see."

As he spoke, Bai Hua's eyes became complicated.

In the early days of enlistment, he was not like this, but his eyes were full of faith and infinite vision for the future, and he had an invisible temperament on his body, which made people feel at ease and convinced, wanted to rely on, and was full of hope.

At that time, he almost exerted his charm to the limit.

And at this moment, maybe it's because he has been killing all year round, and he has been infected by blood and death.

But at the same time, Bai Hua also knew very well in his heart what a terrifying scene it would be to kill in a war with this seemingly featureless face at this moment.

Thinking of this, Bai Hua gathered his thoughts and smiled bitterly: "Well, that's it anyway, but at least it won't scare people, right?" ”

"This kind of face that will be subconsciously ignored when you see it, how can it scare people!" Illya retorted disappreciatively.

Next, the two enjoyed a fairly pleasant time in this business street.

Until, at sunset, the two sat down in a drink shop.

"Alright, Master, let's stop here for today, it's time to finish." Looking at Illya, who was smiling and drinking juice on the other side, Bai Hua said indifferently.

Hearing this, Illya immediately collapsed on the table.

With a terrifying magic circuit, she has a large amount of life force converted into magic power at every moment, which is uncontrollable.

As a result, Illya's physical abilities are inversely proportional to her qualifications as a Master.

Although it is not the kind of weak physique that will weaken after walking a few steps, it is much worse than that of peers.

At this moment, hearing Bai Hua's words, the excitement passed, and he suddenly lost his strength.

"Hmm~ Although it's a bit regrettable, I'm already very satisfied, and it's the same as Assassin said, let's stop here today."

But the girl looked at the reluctant appearance of the street, and it was obvious that she was not finished with fun.

"So, Master, as I said before, let's make our plan for the Holy Grail War, and as an Assassin, I, as an Assassin, will first scout the enemy's intelligence and destroy them one by one. Or collect the information of the master who has a chance to summon the Servant, and attack the moment the opponent summons the Servant, killing it as quickly as possible. Or do you have any other tactics, Master? ”

Bai Hua took off his armor and went shopping with Illya, and the premise was the tactical designation later.

"As long as you're willing to change your outfit and go shopping with me, I'll work out my tactics carefully!" With such conditions, Bai Hua agreed.

And at this moment, Bai Hua, who wanted to get the Holy Grail as soon as possible, put forward his opinion, and then stared at Illya, waiting for a choice.

Bai Hua, who served as a brave man and had the supreme command of the Alliance Army in the war, was definitely not weak in tactical strategy.

Even with several other coalition marshals, it was able to compete with Asbro III in terms of strategy.

Even if the king's wisdom is more inclined to research and does not learn much about military strategy and tactics, he is also the best in the world, and this alone is enough to be proud.

But in the final analysis, Bai Hua doesn't know much about the Holy Grail War, and Illya is the master and has decision-making power.

Therefore, it is still necessary to wait for Illya's decision.

However, in Bai Hua's blank expression, Illya said such a sentence.

"Huh!? Tactics, do we have that kind of thing? Grandpa said that if you want to be an Assassin, you can just use it as a Berserker, and you can just cut it when you see the enemy rushing up. Illya's face was full of seriousness, and she couldn't tell it was a joke.

But...

"I'm an Assassin, right? When did you become Berserker? ”

However, Bai Hua didn't notice that none of the several suggestions he put forward were in line with the Assassin style, at most they were only attacking and killing the servants head-on, and as for the master, he didn't consider it at all.

"Huh!? Isn't it okay? Then let's use Saber for use. Illya tilted her head in confusion.

“······”

"In short, our tactics are no tactics."